Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 75 Jin Ziqi, you are such a jerk! (4)
However, when Su Jin'an took the title of Su Hengfeng's father and Song Ranqin's husband, Jin Ziqi couldn't get close to him, and after all, there was an extra layer of estrangement.

"Elder Song wants to see me?" Jin Ziqi looked at Su Jin'an suspiciously.

She subconsciously thought of Song Qiyan.

There is no such thing as a free lunch in the world, especially with a busy person like Song Zhiren, if it wasn't for something important, how could he take the time to meet her, a junior?
Su Jin'an nodded: "Yes, the old man has been talking about not getting close to you these days, so he wants to invite you over for a meal, just because you don't have time."

It's all said for this sake, if you try to evade it with words, it will be too unreasonable.

Jin Ziqi smiled lightly, and got into the car with Su Jin'an.

Along the way, Su Jin'an would occasionally ask a question or two about her work.

When a traffic light stopped, he looked back at Jin Ziqi who was sitting in the back seat.

"I heard that you and Qiyan are getting married?"

Jin Ziqi was not surprised at all how Su Jinan knew about it. Someone from the Song family told him.

Jin Ziqi actually didn't want to answer, but due to her status as an elder, she had to deal with it, but before she could speak, Su Jin'an's phone rang, and it was Song Zhiren.

"Yes, don't worry Dad, we are almost there, okay, goodbye."

Song Zhiren's phone call saved Jin Ziqi.

When Su Jin'an turned his head again, Jin Ziqi had already closed his eyes and leaned against the car window to take a nap. He hesitated for a while, but still didn't bother her anymore, turned around and drove seriously.

Fuhe Tower is a famous building in this city, and it was built in imitation of Yueyang Tower, the three famous buildings in China.

However, Fuhelou is not famous for its architectural appearance, but for the price of vegetables inside. Often, a plate of green vegetables costs several hundred yuan, and a crab costs tens of thousands.

And its internal facilities are also a place to attract a large number of rich and famous people.

When the door of the seemingly classical box is opened, there is actually a different world.

Just like now, Su Jin'an led Jin Ziqi to knock on the door of the box, and it was Song Zhiren's secretary who opened the door.

I met Jin Ziqi once on the cruise ship, that man named Han Minzheng.

He nodded respectfully at her and made a "please" gesture to her.

After Jin Ziqi entered, he went out by himself and closed the door gently.

The huge box is comparable to a small banquet hall, and there are no other extra people in it.

Jin Ziqi took two steps and looked around, it was indeed the same as the palace.

Song Zhiren was playing golf in the city, wearing a maroon hand-cut Tang suit, full of energy.

With a light movement of the club in his hand, the golf ball slides accurately into the hole in front of him.

Jin Ziqi stopped, stood a few meters away, and then heard Song Zhiren's voice: "Here we are."

He didn't even look up, and his attention was on the ball.

Jin Ziqi nodded respectfully, "Is there anything Elder Song wants to explain to Ziqi this time?"

Song Zhiren liked smart people and nodded in satisfaction, but still didn't look up at her.

"Everyone says I'm going to die, Ziqi, do you believe it?"

Jin Ziqi didn't understand why Song Zhiren mentioned death, so he frowned involuntarily.

Song Zhiren sighed to himself: "Sometimes I wonder if God is punishing me for the wrong things I did back then, so that I have no son for so many years. Now I finally have one, but he disobeys me in everything. .”

He suddenly raised his head to look at Jin Ziqi, and smiled: "If Ah Qin had your qualifications, I'm afraid I would have handed over the Song family to her long ago. Unfortunately, a woman's opinion is that she has long hair and short-sightedness."

Jin Ziqi curled his lips: "I am very grateful to God, because my surname is not Song."

Song Zhiren was taken aback when he heard this, and then laughed out loud, as if agreeing with her words.

"However, there is no such thing as an unparalleled path, and now I don't have to worry about not having an heir after death!"

One swing and the ball goes into the hole, which can be regarded as a live version of a happy event.

Jin Ziqi was puzzled by Song Zhiren's words. What do you mean don't worry now? Did he never think about handing over the Song family to Su Hengfeng?

Song Zhiren smiled cunningly, saw her thoughts, and explained unhurriedly: "A mother like Aqin can't teach me the heir I want, and Hengfeng has been well protected since childhood, so he can't stand the temper .”

"I'd rather have a son who can do anything to his father than an indecisive grandson who single-handedly ruins the business empire I've worked so hard to build."

Song Zhiren expressed his thoughts without hesitation, and analyzed the character of his son and grandson thoroughly in just two sentences.

"Aren't you afraid that I will tell Su Hengfeng what I said?"

Song Zhiren shook his head, his tone firm: "With your IQ, you wouldn't do such a stupid thing."

What he said was right, even if Jin Ziqi told Su Hengfeng, Su Hengfeng might not believe her completely, and he might be bitten back and say that she was sowing discord.

How could an old and cunning person like Song Zhiren be so kind as to reveal such an important matter to her?

He would never invite her here just to tell him about the arrangement of Song's heir.

Song Zhiren put the club on the rack, took the towel on the side, wiped his hands, and then sat down on the chair.

"I'm not a pedantic person. I won't disagree with a woman becoming my daughter-in-law just because she was once my grandson's fiancée. However, I will not agree to let the heir of the Song family marry a single mother."

"The Song family's success today is not only due to the strength of the rich family, but also their own rules. If a mother with a child whose father is unknown is married into the family today, I can't imagine what will happen in the future."

"Ziqi, you should understand what I said, right?"

Jin Ziqi stood quietly and gracefully, without expressing any opinions.

There was so much silence that Song Zhiren looked up at her condescendingly.

"Why don't you answer?"

"Whatever my answer is, you've already made your decision."

Song Zhiren looked at the stubborn and indifferent Jin Ziqi, and shook his head slightly: "You can hold your breath."

Jin Ziqi pursed his lips and smiled, but the expression on his face was blank.

Song Zhiren pondered for a moment before saying quietly: "I thought you would question me angrily, so I was fully prepared, even the anti-stress pills."

Jin Ziqi looked in the direction of Song Zhiren's finger, and sure enough, he saw a bottle of medicine on the dining table.

"I invited you here today to tell you to stay away from Qiyan and my son. Although I know these words are a bit serious, I really don't want to see you become a roadblock in his career. "

"I think you should talk to your son about these things."

(End of this chapter)